Made as a part of a trade with @GiantessScenarios

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“All right Ms. Gaga, everything just about perfect, just…um…one thing…I” The photographer struggled to get out. Turning back around she looked at him, noticing where his gaze ended up. “Oh, her, give me a second.” Reaching behind herself, she pushed the shrunken woman down into her buttcrack.

“That’s better, isn’t it?” She asked, to which he could mumble a low “Yes,” before focusing back on his job. At least he had the courtesy to ignore the popstar’s rather uncaringness toward her ass slave, the tiny woman had no such privilege. She was too busy with keeping Lady Gaga’s ass comfortable.

Up until four months ago she had been a normal woman, somewhat tall and called Madilyn, unlike her current self. Given that at that time it was June, and her personal preferences, it was it the perfect date to attend a pride march. As such, she found herself one at the largest one in LA.

Alongside herself, and her sister, were other queer people, most enjoying themselves and, unlike her sister, weren’t looking to pick up a hot woman. During her quest at the march, she came across what should've been quite a recognizable pop star, Lacy Gaga.

Not noticing this, however, she began to brazenly flirt with her. At first receptive, the starlet soon began to try and dash anything that she had said. She had started off strong but her sister was almost unable to flirt consistently. Line after line that she threw her way increased her annoyance until it reached its shrinking point.

However, before she reached it Madilyn’s sister had gone off somewhere else during the march. Unluckily for her, she bore a striking resemblance to her relative. As such, when Lady Gaga caught a glimpse of her, while Madilyn was looking for her twin, she could do nothing to dissuade the celebrity from what she was about to do.

Grabbing it from her purse, Lady Gaga quickly aimed her shrinking gun at the now shocked queer woman and fired. In an instant she shrank, now finding herself to be nothing but a tiny. Rather quickly she scooped her from the ground and hid her in her current home, her asscrack.

Since that rather eventful June day, Madilyn had been nothing but her ass slave. No longer was she called her name, or even anything like “her,” but had been relegated to being an it. Not even a tiny woman, just a tiny.

With the disregard for her name came the disregard to herself. To Lady Gaga, she was just a tiny ass slave. All that she had to do in life was comfort her, now, giant ass, making her two cheeks as comfortable as possible. As well as acting as her own little cushion every now and then.

Her current job was a mix of inner cushion and smell condenser. Any appalling smell coming through the popstar’s ass was to be filtered through the unfortunate tiny woman. In the few months that she had been shrunk, she had yet to get used to the smell.

For now, though, that wasn’t her main concern. This time it was what Gaga would do once they were home. With her having to be pushed back into her ass, it would certainly lead to a punishment. If it was anything like the last, she would be in a world of hurt. 

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